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gothic-thoughts · 10 months

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Under Her Influence

(Jojo one chance plz, I swear 😩😊)

Joseph Joestar x Black Fem Reader Smut

MDNI, Best Friend's SisterAU, RoommatesAU, Enemies2LoversAU

CW: Caesar's younger sis (adopted ig cuz like 🤷🏾‍♀️), afab parts mentioned, she/her pronouns, secret relationship, male and fem masturbating, voyeurism, quiet/secret sex, eating 😻, P in V smashing, unprotected smashing

TW: Jojo's britshness (he's so cute wtf 😍)

Word Count: 1961 (give or take)

I had a little crush on Caesar's sister, (Y/n) since we met, but of course, before I could speak, the bastard threatened me about even trying. My love for her only grew when she moved in, but I was always side-eyed by Caesar for even making her laugh. Then outta nowhere, she started to avoid me for no reason! Even going as far as to ignore me when I spoke!

When (Y/n) was out of the house, I stormed up to Caesar's room and knocked on the door heavily. I wait for him to open it with a scowl on my face and my arms folded in front of my chest, ready to confront him. I just know he spread rumors about me! And I can't ask her cuz she'll just ignore me! As I raise my fist to pound on the door again, the blonde Italian opens the door with his arms crossed with an unimpressed expression.

“What is it, Jojo?” He asked, leaning on the doorway.

I poke him in the chest, “What the hell did you say to (Y/n) to make her hate me so much, you pompous prick?!”

“What are you talking about?!”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about! (Y/n)’s been ignoring me and treating me like trash outta nowhere for days!”

“Heh, maybe she’s finally seeing what I see; nothing but an annoying idiot.”

“So you did say something!” I grab his shirt, pulling him close, “You son of a bitch, you’re ruining my chances!”

“I knew this was about that!” He angrily pushes me away, “Didn’t I tell you to stay away from my sister!?”

“Well, it’s kinda hard to do that when we live in the same house, you dunce! And besides, she’s a grown woman; you can’t control who she likes!”

“I can if it’s you! I don’t want her anywhere near you!”

I groan and punch the wall, “And who are you to say that; you may be her brother, but not her father!”

“I’m the one protecting my baby sister from a broken heart after a useless 6-month fling with an idiot like you! So forget it, Jojo."

“Fling?! Dammit, Caesar, I wouldn't be acting like this for some stupid affair!"

"This is my last warning!"

He steps back and slams the door in my face leaving me in the hallway to groan loudly and angrily before punching the wall beside the door.

"I just want to talk to her! Is that so wrong to get to properly know my other roommate?!”

No response. Groaning, I punch the wall as lightly as I can despite my anger so I don’t give myself a new problem to deal with later. Ugh, I get that (Y/n)’s his only sister, but this is ridiculous! It's not fair to me! Or her! With one last loud groan, I storm downstairs and leave the house with a slam of the front door.

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I only came home from the bar soaking wet from the rain became hard, I arrived home from the bar a little drunk and still pissed at the argument earlier. I liked it better when she would try not to giggle at my flirts. I open the front door and go, inside striding up the main stairs to my bedroom as the house creaks from the storm.

Ugh! Maybe if that bastard hadn’t banned me from talking to her, my feelings wouldn’t have gotten stronger! Stupid ass... I shuffle past Caesar’s room and grab my door handle, only to hear soft gasps of my name from behind me between the rumbles of thunder. Was that...? I hold my breath, listening for the hushed sounds again. Is she alright?

“Jojo~”

“(Y/n)?” I push the door open slightly, “Is every—?”

My breathing caught in my throat, eyes widening at (Y/n)'s contorted face through the small space between the door and the frame. Those lovely dark eyes squeezed shut, those legs parted and trembling to keep her underwear at her knees while her fingers thrust in and out at knuckle depth. Her top was pulled up to her chest, leaving her big breasts on display while she gently twists and tugs on her hardened nipples.

...Oh...my...god...

I couldn't move—I just stood there in shocked silence as she fought for her orgasm, feverish movements begging me for help, causing my pants to grow tighter and tighter thanks to the adrenaline and alcohol rushing through my veins. Goddamn, she....looks so nice... (Y/n)'s eyes fluttered open for a second, and it was too late to leave.

She yanks her hand from between her legs with a loud gasp as her skin dawns an undertone of deep red as her knees snap shut, allowing her underwear to loosely slide down to her ankles. Shit, shit, shit, how am I gonna explain this?! And why was that so hot?

"Jojo, what the hell?!" She snapped, still heaving slightly, "Were you spying on me, you pervert?!

I stammer. "Perv?! Me?!"

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

"You were calling me! I thought you-- you...were...."

I pause, refocusing my attention on how I found her: moaning my name while she battled desperately for her climax. The moment replayed over and over in my head until I smirked a little and began ogling knowingly.

"You were calling my name." I tease, "One may even say you were moaning it."

"No, I wasn’t. I was...”

“Let me guess..." I step into the room before lightly kicking her door shut, "You were just trying to 'relax' after work?”

"Shut up! You're not even supposed to be home; Caesar said you were out for the rest of the night!"

“Well, I would be if it wasn’t raining cats and dogs."

"Tch."

"Anyway, what'd he tell you about me that was so bad? Cuz, uh, I get the feeling none of it was true."

"Yeah, right."

"Well, honestly, it depends on what he said, but I bet it was just some bullshit just to get you to hate me. But I guess it didn't stop you from having moments like...this. But hey, don't stop on my account.”

"Wha--"

"You heard me. You've obviously had a long day so....continue."

I could practically hear her heart hammering on her ribcage, but I couldn't help but continue to stare at her body, wondering what she was imagining me doing to her. After the longest 30 seconds ever, (Y/n) finally looks at me, her gaze trailing up and down my body, most likely noticing the bulge in my pants before curling a finger to gesture me over.

I take slow steps to give her time to speak out and protest but manage to get to the foot of her bed without our eye contact breaking. My gaze moves down to observe the way her thighs shivered from her incomplete climax. The sight makes me moan softly as I grab her ankle and drag her to the edge, watching her thighs separate as her hand slowly slips back to her shiny clit.

"Mmh, you look as delicious as you sound." I groan, caressing her soft thigh, “C’mon, touch yourself to me like you were...before I do.”

She strokes it in small circles, fingers swirling her sensitive bud until she shivers, plush thighs tensing in front of me. I kneel at the edge of the bed for a closer look at how her opening twitches around nothing, pouring her juices down her butt to the bedsheets. Fuck, I want it. I want her. I...I... I undo my pants, letting my girth spring free before wrapping my fingers around it tightly.

"Ngh, Jojo."

"Don't call me like that, (Y/n)." I groan, stroking faster, "You're gonna drive me nuts."

Her hand stops and she smirks down at me, "You're already down there, aren't you?"

I instantly latch my mouth onto her rosebud, causing (Y/n)'s head to drop back into the mattress while she plays with my hair. Mewls and whimpers leave her lips along with my own moans as my tongue wiggles past her folds. I grab her thighs and hold her open for me while I slurp and lick until a mixture of slick and spit coated my lips and chin.

I reluctantly pull my tongue from her and stand, licking her essence from my lips with a devious smirk before slowly pushing my cock into her, groaning in disbelief at the snugness. I press my hands into the bed, plowing my body between her thighs to keep them open to my harsh strokes. Her nails sink into my shoulders and her teeth into her lip as my pace grows harder.

"~ah, my god." She gasps, "Holy shit~"

"Shhh, we still gotta be quiet."

"You're not ~ngh, making it easy."

"I know." I let out a breathless giggle, speeding up my hips, "You just feel so good, I-I can't.”

"Y-yes, oh my god~"

Moaning, I grip the sheets at the way she squeezes around me. I swirl my hips as I drive a little deeper, her hands tugging on my shirt while her legs wobble from the weight of me hammering against her cervix.

"Oh my god~" She groans, legs wrapping around me, "You're gonna make me loud, J-Jojo."

"Heh, I knew you couldn't hate me; how could you when I'm so funny?"

"He talks s-so much shit about you, ngh, it's like a hobby."

"I don't care what that meathead thinks; I just care what his sister thinks."

Her legs pull me closer while her back arches under me with every drag along her sweet spots as her orgasm rushes through her. Her climax made her even wetter, turning the sound of every stroke into her inviting pussy into a soft squelch. Pure carnal need boils in my stomach at the feeling of her juices squelching out of her as I cover her mouth and start pounding into her with reckless abandon.

"Oh...sh-shit~" I moan, "Goddammit, you feel s-so...good."

"Don't stop, hah, baby, please. Jojo, please"

"You keep talking like that and I won't. Heh, your brother...would absolutely....kill me~"

My hips stutter out of rhythm as I huff out breathless groans every time my hips move before quickly pulling out despite the warmth. I stroke myself until warm seed shoots along her pelvis and stomach while I grunt out curses, hips jerking forward with each one. I press my clean hand into the mattress next to her side to catch myself.

"This don't have to be the only time we do this."

"I sure hope so, I've been wanting a normal conversation with you since you got here."

She chuckles, "So it's not just about you wanting to sleep with me?"

"It's not, even when it is." I laugh, "I just want to be close to you, and if this is the only way I can do it then...."

"We can be close another way."

"Closer than what we did? How's--"

She pulls me down by the collar of my shirt and hotly links her lips with mine. I moan in surprise, eyes widened before they flutter shut as her other hand slides up my chest to my shoulders. I take my turn to surprise then surprise her by slipping my tongue into her mouth, making her moan under me again. She tries to pull my body closer but I pull away with a giggle, breaking our forbidden kiss. Our eyes open while we pant heavily on each other's swollen, reddened lips.

"Sorry.” I whisper, “As much as I'd love to be pressed against your breasts again, we should get cleaned up before....uh.."

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #joseph joestar x reader #joseph joestar #jojo part 2 #jjba part 2 #x black reader #x black fem reader #black writers #black reader #jojo's bizarre adventure #joseph jjba #joseph joestar smut #battle tendency

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rougepancake · 1 year

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marie you sharing that art of old hoeseph vs young hoeseph got me thinking of a threesome most foul.......

OHHH MY GODDDDDD

DOUBLE THE TROUBLE

FT. Oldseph and Young Joseph Joestar; (fem!reader)

WARNINGS: Minors and ageless blogs dni. Sexually explicit content under cut. Threesome, cunnilingus, oldseph is experienced and youngseph is not, let’s just say that oldseph teaches youngseph how to treat a woman, little bit o’ selfcest, mentions of oral towards the end, masturbation. NOT proofread.

How did this happen? One moment you’re fighting a stand user alongside Mr Joestar and the next you’re helping… younger him off of the ground. The stand user was nowhere to be seen, which meant that you and Mr Joestar were now stuck with Joseph, who wouldn’t stop asking questions.

“Where am I? How did I get here? Are you… me? Damn I’m fine! Who are you? Damn you’re fine too!” Joseph rambled on nonsensically, checking himself out alongside you. “I aged like a fine wine, didn’t I?” He looked directly at you, wearing a shit eating grin.

“Mr Joestar, what do we do now?” You turned to look at the older man, who was not paying a single bit of attention to you. “Mr Joestar??” He smiled at the sight of his younger self, his eyes shining mischievously.

“Hey what’s that look for?” Joseph raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms defensively. Though, he had a point, what was that look for?

“See Y/n! I told you I was a looker when I was younger!” Mr Joestar exclaimed, shouting in glee as he ran over to Joseph. He grabbed the younger man by his shoulders and shook him silly. “You can’t even deny it! Just look at this guy!!”

“Mr Joestar.” You rolled your eyes and frowned at him. “What are we going to do about younger you? We can’t just let the others see him.”

“Hey! I have a name, you know!”

“Shut it dipshit! I’m thinking!” Your comeback immediately silenced him, and he almost looked surprised by the fact that you had such energy in you. “Mr Joestar, we should take him back to the hotel. We can get him a room and such, but we’ve gotta keep him somewhere while we figure out how to get rid of him.”

The older man nodded, grabbing you by the arm and pulling you aside. “Listen. It’s younger me we’re dealing with. And if I know myself, that little shit isn’t going to listen to us worth a damn. So he’s gonna stay in your room.” He looked over at Joseph, who was talking to himself as he observed the wall he was leaning against.

“Hard pass.”

“What?! Why not?!?” Clearly he wasn’t expecting that response, but it’s not like he could fight you on it. “Fine. He’ll stay in my room. I’ll kick out Avdol and make him sleep with Polnareff.”

Looking over at Joseph, you sighed, shaking your head. “Sure. Sounds like a plan.” You held back a chuckle as you made eye contact with Joseph, who immediately smiled. He was like a puppy.

And you’d be damned if you didn’t find him adorable.

“Just stop by my room if you need anything. It’s not like I’ll get a lot of sleep anyways.” You waved lazily and wandered off towards the hotel. And while you maintained a calm composure, you were panicking internally.

Two Josephs?!? You were so fucked.

The sound of soft knocking at your door pulled you from your slumber, nearly scaring the shit out of you. Who could possibly up at this hour? Was it an enemy stand user?? You hopped out of your bed and stumbled towards the door, taking a defensive stance as you opened it.

And naturally, you were met with the face of Mr Joestar.

“Mr Joestar. What are you doing here?” You mumbled and stepped aside, allowing him to come into your room. Behind him followed Joseph, who looked wide awake.

“He won’t let me sleep. You watch him for a bit.” He spoke as if you were Joseph’s mother and he were his exhausted father.

“Hell no. He’s literally you,” with a huff, you plopped back down onto the bed. Who did he think he was to demand such a thing of you? Why can’t he just find a way to shut Joseph up himself?? “Just feed him or something.”

“You’re talking about me like I’m an animal.” Joseph’s voice whispered into your ear. When had he gotten so close?? And what was with that tone of voice??? “I’m not.”

“Do you not know the values of personal space?!” You kicked him away and sat up, crossing your arms. From your position you could see Mr Joestar and Joseph eyeing you, one gaze exhausted and the other bright and bubbly.

“What? Can I not appreciate your beauty?”

Oh he thought he was smooth for that one.

“Joseph, let’s not do this now.” Mr Joestar grumbled, shaking his head. “Can’t believe I’m talking to myself.”

“Neither can I.” A yawn slipped through your lips, a gasp quickly following afterwards as your back collided with the mattress. Joseph trapped you between his arms, his eyes wide as he stared down at you.

“You know, you sure are pretty.”

“Pretty?” You felt the mattress shift as Mr Joestar adjusted himself, scooting closer to you. “Joseph that’s now how you woo a woman.”

“Oh yeah?!” Joseph challenged, looking up at him with a scowl. “Since you’re so good, why don’t you show me? Just how exactly do I ‘woo a woman’ old man?”

You barely even noticed that Mr Joestar had moved to sit behind you, his chest pressing against your back. “W-Woah now- what’s this about-??” Your voice cracked as you spoke, only furthering your embarrassment. His strong arms wrapped around your waist as his head rested in the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin.

“You see Joseph, you’ve gotta treat her like a queen. If you don’t, then she’ll dip.” Mr Joestar ignored your protests and began to kiss your neck, his beard tickling you slightly. His touch was light as a feather. And it made your face flush.

“You’ve gotta be gentle,” he whispered against your skin, one of his hands slipping underneath the waistband of your shorts while the other held you in place. “Right Y/n?”

Was this a dream?? It seemed so surreal, especially since you’ve always found the man to be attractive.

“Right, Mr J-Joestar…” you were breathless, with your head rolled back and your eyes squeezed shut. Even if it is just a dream, you were willing to take advantage of it.

“I see…” Joseph’s eyes were focused on you, his gaze practically searing into your skin. The bed dipped as he leaned forward, and you felt his hand on your cheek. “Gentle, you say? What if she likes it rough?”

“Well you’ve gotta build up to that, Joseph. She’ll tell you what she wants in time.” Right as he said that, his finger rubbed against your clit, causing you to gasp. “See? She likes that.”

That bastard. He was really taking his time, wasn’t he?

Your hips bucked against his hand as he pushed your shorts down, spreading your legs so that he could give Joseph the full view. However, the brunette couldn’t have cared less about what the older man was doing to you. He was too busy working up the courage to kiss you.

Mr Joestar rubbed his finger along your folds slowly, his lips still pressed against your neck as he collected your slick. Then, right as he pushed his finger into you, Joseph smashed his lips onto yours.

Your mouth opened in a silent moan, and Joseph took that as his sign to shove his tongue into your mouth. He wasn’t a good kisser by any means, but god the feeling was sending you over the edge.

Joseph’s hands ran along the sides of your body as he kissed you. He seemed confident, just like his older counterpart, and it turned you on.

“Joseph-“ You were cut off by the loud whine that escaped you, as Mr Joestar had added another finger to the mix. You felt like you were melting, and your body leaned back into his and further away from Joseph.

“See? Take things slow and she’ll be nice and ready.”

“I get it. Let me try…” Joseph leaned forward and removed Mr Joestar’s fingers. Your reaction made him smirk, and he wasted no time slipping two fingers into your entrance. Mr Joestar took that as his sign to undress, slipping off his shirt and unbuckling his pants while Joseph fingered you.

Another moan was torn from you, as his pace much faster than the older man’s. It was starting to drive you crazy, especially since you could now feel Mr Joestar’s hardened cock against your back.

“Y/n… would you like to help me out over here..?” He asked you sweetly, taking your hand and guiding it to his dick. Once he got you situated, he smiled at Joseph, as if to brag that you were touching him first.

Joseph didn’t like that idea, and did about the only thing he could think of.

“You know, if you don’t stop being a douche then I might have to French kiss you.” Joesph’s lips formed into a smirk, satisfied by both your reaction and Mr Joestar’s. But the old man’s surprise was short lived.

“Why don’t you then?”

God they really were the same person, weren’t they?

You continued to stroke Mr Joestar’s cock, your pace quickening as Joseph hesitated, forcing the old man’s head to roll back. A low moan passed through his lips that made your stomach flip, and apparently Joseph was just as entranced.

“I’ll pass…” he mumbled and lowered himself between your legs, his nose brushing against your clit. Joseph hummed, experimentally wrapping his lips around it and sucking, chuckling as you squirmed.

Mr Joestar clamped a hand over your lips as you stroked him, his voice wavering. “Now now, remember what you said? We can’t let the others know…” He leaned into you weakly, another moan escaping him. “So keep quiet, okay y/n? Be a good girl and let me teach Joseph how to handle you.”

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y3ager · 1 year

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SHE OURS.

— hamon training has left joseph and caesar oh so high strung… you’ll be a good little helper and give them a hand while lisa lisa and suzie q are gone, won’t you?

joseph j. x black!fem!reader x caesar z.

tags: canonverse, smut, mmf threesome, oral sex (m receiving), double penetration, spitroasting. creampie. minors dni.

“CAESAR! JOSEPH! JUST a few more minutes and i’ll have lunch ready for you guys.” dusting flour off your apron, you smiled sheepishly. “had to run down to the market, we were out of butter! us! out of butter! crazy, huh?” you turned to the stovetop and carefully fished the gently coiled nests of freshly made pasta noodles from the pot of boiling water. “i decided to try my hand at that squid ink pasta you keep raving about, jojo, i really hope it’s to your liking.”

“…, you spoil me!” joseph grinned brightly. as exhausted as he acted while walking through the threshold to the kitchen, he suddenly had the energy to rush up to you and wrap his arms around you tight, pulling you flush against the front of his body. bending his head down, his smile turned impish as he got close to your ear. “keep it up, and i might have to make you my wife.”

“get off the lady, joseph. she’s cooking, and you reek like a pigsty,” caesar scrutinized as your face burned hot. you hoped you could conceal it with the heat wafting off from the stovetop. “hey, …, do you know where master and suzie q are?”

“they told me they had business to attend to in the city. good news is they’ll be gone for a while, so you two have time to eat and rest for a bit.” you squirmed in joseph’s grip. “jojo,” you whine. “i can’t make your plate if you don’t let go. it’s like you’re gonna crush me.”

joseph’s arms loosened, but it wasn’t the only thing that changed about him. at this newfound knowledge his eyes darkened, unbeknownst to you, of course. he glanced over at caesar. for once, mild annoyance didn’t immediately cross his face. his pretty features were instead being decorated with a small smirk. he knew what joseph was thinking just like joseph knew what he was thinking. gone, and for a while, huh?

“you know, you really do take good care of us, …, and i fear we don’t appreciate it enough.” finally, joseph released you from the cage that was his arms, backing up to give you enough space to plate the food. his interest in that, however, was quickly waning. he wanted something else. “i know we’re a handful. caesar more than i.” the italian scoffed.

“you two do plenty. i mean, what can you do? you’re always so busy. i’m just happy i can show i care by doing the most i can to help you.” now free, you had the space to plate the steaming food on perfectly white porcelain plates. next, you scrutinized the two bottles of wine you brought up from the cellar, suddenly unsure of which one you wanted to pair with this late lunch. joseph’s and caesar’s staring certainly didn’t help your indecisiveness. “but now you’re making me nervous staring at my back! it feels like you’re gonna glare holes through me.

“go, shoo-shoo!” you turned and attempted to usher the two men out of the expansive kitchen and towards the dining room of the manor, first nudging the brunet, who kindly entertained your admittedly weak shoving by pretending to exit, and then the blond when he was close enough. you managed to get them closer and closer to the threshold, but only because they let you. “i can bring the plates to you, i can’t expect you to eat standing up! rest while you have a chance. show your appreciation by doing this.”

caesar stopped himself by placing his hand on the the doorframe. “i know you must’ve spent so much time cooking for us and believe me when i say we appreciate it, but i think we want something else.”

"for once i agree with ol' caes! do you mind doing something else for us big fools? we promise it'll be worth your while..."

a cute furrow forms in your brow as you stare up at the two men. "oh, uh, sure!" you exclaim, a bit unsure. the two working in tandem sets off enough alarms in your head, but you know they would sooner die than lead you astray. "what is it that you need...?"

“open your mouth for me, baby.” your face burns as you look up at joseph, his deviously charming crooked smile twinkling back at you. obediently, though, you open your mouth, sticking out your cute little tongue for the joestar. “good girl,” he coos. he languidly strokes his cock with one hand, coaxing it from semi-hard to full on throbbing. with the other, he presses down on your tongue with his thumb. “suck— there ya go, just like that. a little pro, huh? now can you do that with this?” after staring into your glazed over eyes for a few moments, he retracts his hand. a thin line of drool connects his thumb to your tongue. “use your words.”

“y-yes, jo— oh, g-god!” caesar’s hand has moved to your throat, lightly clenching as he eases his heavy cock into your dripping cunt. “c-c— ohh, fuck! please!”

“i’ve been fantasizing about this ever since i first witnessed how your skin glittered under the venitian sun, cara mia.” that caesar, ever the casanova even while he was balls deep inside of you, hips easing back and forth slowly. for now. “how beautiful you look under me, taking me so well. always such a good girl for me. for us.”

a shaky moan passes by your lips before you're reminded of the other man in the vast bed. joseph taps the tip of his dick onto your plump bottom lip, gently reminding you of your other task. eagerly, you open your drooling mouth and with gentility you didn't know the joestar possessed, he pushes himself past your mouth. your lips press firmly around him, your moans a pleasurable vibration on his cock.

you're completely at their mercy now, but there's no place you'd rather be. caesar has hiked up your legs and thrown them around his hips to get the leverage he needs to really fuck into you. joseph might have been soft before, but now there's purpose behind his thrusts deep into your throat. their hands are everywhere, groping your breasts and brown, pebbled nipples, your swollen clit, it's nearly too much to bare.

"oh, please. oh, fuck. fuck me, please." what a chatty little thing you are! pumping joseph's spit soaked dick with your soft hand, you beg and plead the italian to keep going, don't stop. "i'm gonna cum, please," you sob.

"of course, tesoro. cum for me." leaning over slightly, caesar drills into you until you unravel and writhe on the sweaty sheets. your orgasm washing over you, the blond pulls out only to paint your brown cunt white. the sight is enough to send joseph over the edge. with a loud, low groan he cums as well, spilling white over your lips and part of you cheek. you lick it away eagerly. everyone’s panting, bodies numb and slick with a thin layer of sweat.

joseph, unsurprisingly, breaks the silence first. “you have another one in there for us, don’t you, pretty girl? you’ll love this, too.” he’s maneuvering the two of you, his back against the headboard before he pulls you up to place you in his lap, your back against his chest.

“jojo,” caesar starts.

“oh, don’t act high and mighty now! like you haven’t fantasized about this too.”

“about.. what..?” dickdrunk as you are you can’t say you appreciate them talking like you’re not even there.

joseph’s hand easily envelopes your face, gently squeezing your cheeks until you lips form a gentle pout. “us fucking you at the same exact time.” his other hand slides down your body until it meets you cunt, making you shiver. “now, you would love that, wouldn’t you?” two of his fingers sink deep inside, walls still so wet and warm.

“yes, ohh, y-yes.. please.. please…” you open your legs wider so the joestar can have even more access, missing how caesar swallows thickly.

“look at her,” joseph coos before looking up at caesar, grinning mischievously. “we can’t keep the poor lady waiting.”

caesar tries to maintain his gentleman image but the needy, wanton, downright slutty look in your hazed over eyes has all the blood in his body rushing straight from his brain to his dick. the wetness dripping down from your folds proves to be just the lubricant joseph needs, his thick tip pressing into your back hole and making you shudder in pleasure. “jojo,” you whine.

“that’s a good girl,” he praises, one hand easing up to fondle your tit, fingers pressing and pinching your nipple.

“caes,” you call out, still getting stretched by joseph but wanting more. seemingly at you beck and call, he sidles forward, lining himself up with your awaiting hole. "fuck m- oh, fuck." you feel impossibly full as the italian slides his dick deep inside you. the two work together in tandem, with one of them sliding out of you as the other pushes inside, keeping you stuffed. once again, you're nearly overwhelmed as you're sandwiched between the two men, their moans low and heavy in your ears. "feels s' fuckin good.." your back arches up, chest pressing into caesar's as your cunt flutters and clenches. "s-so.. much.." they speed up, making you bit your lip and clench your fists had, body trembling.

"give it to us, love. let it out." joseph pumps his hips harder, his own orgasm coming closer and closer. the mild shakiness in caesar's thrusts signaling his own.

it's too much now, them pressing so deep into you finally pushes you over the edge with a loud cry, their own cum quickly spilling from your spent holes.

everyone falls away, caesar next to the of you on his chest, joseph with his back against the headboard with a loud sigh, and you on top. hearts are racing, chests heaving in greedy gulps of thick air. wits about you after a couple minutes, you realize you want to continue helping them out.

a/n: blah blah no anal w/o proper lube blah blah i never claimed to be an accurate sex narrator

never written for jjba b4 but pt 2 had the writing juices flowing last year! yes, this is from last year… 🫠

#joseph joestar x reader #caesar zeppeli x reader #ceaser zeppeli x reader #ceaser zeppeli x black reader #jjba x reader #jjba x black reader #caesar zeppeli x black reader #joseph joestar x black reader #⚔️.jjbacanonverse #❤️‍🔥.jjbasmut

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dios-wryyy · 5 months

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Kars with a silk press

modern au! a/n: Sorry y’all. I went on another hiatus🥸

#jjba part 2 #pillar men #jjba #kars jojo #battle tendency #jjba wamuu #esidisi #santana jjba #jjba headcanons #idk how to tag this #kars x reader #joseph joestar #x black reader

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s1ckh1mb0 · 6 months

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I have come to a point I don’t know if I’d rather be Avdol or Joseph….😔😔

My answer is both

Matter of fact, put me in between them🙏🏽

#fanfic #spotify #x character #x reader #x black reader #x black plus size reader #x black male reader #x male reader #jjba x black reader #jjba x reader #jjba part 3 #joseph joestar #advol

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sl33paholics · 1 year

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You're My Comfort.

Warning(s): Mentions of sex, infidelity, venting, a bit of slang usage, Joseph being a big ole softie and a pervert

A/N: This is post SDC

Song: No Idea by Don Toliver

It was around the 1950s.

You leaned out the window to watch the water stream from the lake, swaying your hips from side to side in your yellow lace swing dress. The grass was rampant and green, the air was cool, and a welcome change after the warm sun beating down on the back of your neck. You breathed in deeply as you watched it cascade past your feet.

It was so peaceful. It was so beautiful. Everything about this place made you smile. You lived in a small house in the woods. A place where there were no people to look at you as if they'd seen an alien, no people to ask about you, no people to judge. It was just you and mother nature herself.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a rough and loud knocking on your front door, heart raced like miles. You quickly but carefully headed over and slowly opened the door to reveal your landlord himself, Joseph Joestar. "Lord have mercy, Joseph, you scared me for a second!" you said but it didn't seem to care as he invited himself in, closing the door you followed behind him. "I'm a little behind on money right now and once I sell enough stuff I'll be able to pay-" "I don't care about that now (Y/N)." you stopped in your tracks once you heard his tone. He's angry? Such a rare sight since meeting him for the first time he's always been beaming and in a cheerful attitude. You found it strange how he was smiling when he told you that, how odd of him.

"How's my favorite tenant doing? Selling those sea fish and homemade sweaters at your mini market?" Joseph asks making himself comfortable in your room without a care in the world, flopping on your bed...in his work clothes. You walked into the room with a basket of cookies in your hand "Please, if you're coming to visit at least sit in the chair I have in here. You gone' make my bed all dirty." you commented before resting it down on the dresser. "And to answer your question, everything's been well." you swung around to get near Joseph, sitting next to him before he pinned you down to the mattress with his strong arms. "What's wrong?" you asked trying to move away. "Nothing's wrong. Just want to talk to you, I missed you~" he said getting closer to your face.

"Joseph, don't toy with me." you warned, "I don't know what you're talking about." Joseph rested his hand on your chest and then slowly began to undo the buttons on your dress shirt. You tried pushing him off but to no avail. As his fingers grazed against your skin your breathing quickened. "Don't touch me," you argued "Just tell me what's wrong, we're friends." he looked up at you for a moment, his once happy expression was now replaced with a serious look before looking away. "I can't do this anymore, (Y/N)," Joseph mentioned getting off your smaller form before sitting at the corner of the mattress. His shoulders slouched and his hands fidgetted together nervously. "It's Suzi, ain't it?" you asked softly, he stayed silent, staring at his knees before talking again. "I'm having mixed emotions about our marriage. I don't know what's wrong, I feel like I'm missing something that she can't provide for me," slowly sitting up you moved closer to the 6'5 man "Suzi hates when I'm around you. Since you're the last person I see every day I come home a bit later than usual, which now turned her into this paranoid woman who interrogates me about my whereabouts."

Joseph went on and on and on letting out his frustration about their marriage problems, it came to the point where he was raising his voice and moving his arms around frantically. You were beginning to get annoyed and put a finger on his mouth, making Joseph freeze. "Stop talkin' about her, you came here to see me. Not her," you whispered, you could tell by the way he had tensed that he was holding back his temper, and it was showing. Joseph eventually relaxed, looking away from you to stare at his lap. "Sorry about that, I've never really told anyone about this.." you wrapped your arms around him, slowly moving your hands down his shirt to his pants. "We don't need to talk about Suzi, you got me and you have me." Your voice sent shivers down his spine as you placed soft kisses on his jawline and cheekbones "I'm going to assume you skipped work today," Joseph nodded slowly. You smirked lightly going on to remove his belt and putting it to the side.

Sliding your tongue along his neck and nibbled on his earlobe. You could hear Joseph groan slightly and you chuckled in satisfaction before pulling away.

He sat there with red cheeks and his lips parted while he stared at you with lustful eyes. Without warning, he pounced toward you pinning you down on the bed. "You're such a little tease, aren't you? Getting me all riled up and have the nerve to move away?" He harshly kissed you. His large hands cupped your breasts and you gasped as his hot lips touched yours, feeling the heat radiating from them as he ran his tongue along your bottom lip. "..i love you so much, (Y/N)~"

It was going to be a wild and loud afternoon.

#anime #jojo no kimyō na bōken #fluff #battle tendency #jjba smut #black writers #black reader #x black reader #joseph joestar #yandere jojo #jojo bizarre adventure

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nezebel · 2 years

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♡ jojos + jobros doing black!readers' hair ♡

a/n: i was talking to some friends about how badly jjba characters could fuck up our box braids. i'm gonna do multiple of these, but for now i'm just gonna do the first 3 jojos/bros. there's a lot of parts so I wanna split them equally- the next one will be part 4, 5, and 6 (maybe 7). hope you enjoy! also ty for over 50 likes on my first post! mwah mwah mwah

Part 1 Jonathan Joestar

Very gentle with your hair. Despite his size, he tries to treat you (and thankfully your hair) as if it might break at any moment. Unfortunately, this means he isn't very willing to actually detangle it.

"Jonathan, please. I need you to actually comb the tangles out of my hair or we'll never be finished."

"I know, my love. I'm sorry. But it might hurt..." "You can be insufferable at times, darling."

Eventually leaves you to detangle your hair by himself so he can do the braiding part, which goes WAY faster. He's quite skilled with his fingers. Makes your braids gorgeous and even adds in crystals and little accessories to spice it up. Overall, 8/10!

Robert E.O. Speedwagon

Very confused. Did you say twists or braids? What's the difference? How do you know? Where did these hairstyles even come from? No matter. Despite his confusion, he's determined to help you out. He's good with detangling and decent with braiding, but decides twisting is the easier way out. It takes him a bit of time to do it though.

"Are you almost done with that twist, darling?" You mumble, exasperated. "Yes dear, just give me a second- oh, that doesn't go that way- sorry, dear-" You giggle as he struggles to finish a single twist, still having half of your hair to finish.

Finally finishes your hair after many, MANY hours. At least he made your hair cute, though. Buys you charms and hair ties so you can style your twists. 7.5/10 for Speedwagon!

Part 2 Joseph Joestar

No idea what he's doing. Tugs, knots, and pulls at your hair accidentally as he simply tries to put it into passion twists. The extensions made it even more difficult as he fumbled with them, trying to make them mesh into your hair seamlessly as you always had. Still very confused.

"Joseph, what the actual fuck are you doing?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" "You better figure it out, Jojo. Please. Do you need a little help?" "For the last time, dollface, I don't need any help. 'M Joseph f'ing Joestar. I can figure this out," He mumbles as he continues to struggle and stress your hair.

When he's done, you look like you got jumped. You give him a kiss and a pat on the back. He tried his best. You secretly take the twists he did out and put your own in overnight, then tell him the twists simply settled last night.

"Huh! Guess I'm not so bad, eh?"

You sigh, then give him a sweet smile. "No, sweetheart. Not at all."

Overall, 4/10. He tried his best, but unfortunately his best was not enough.

Caesar A. Zeppeli

Shocks you with how skillful he is. Even adds in color to your passion twists! Blonde, of course, so you can match with him. Works efficiently and without struggle, but leaves the ends of your twists looking kind of funny.

"Why do the ends of the twists look like that?" "Like what?" Caesar stops and looks at a twist. "Ah. I wasn't exactly sure how to end them. Mi dispiace, amore." Oh well. It wasn't all that bad. And besides, whenever he calls you amore, you can't stay mad at him.

"No worries, darling. I'll fix them later."

Helps you fix the ends of your twists and gives you a pearl necklace to go with the finished look. Overall, 9.5/10!

Part 3

Jotaro Kujo

Very grumpy. Almost says no when you ask him to help you with your hair because he thought it'd be too difficult (and he was kind of right), but you assured him he'd be fine and you'd guide him through the steps of the hairstyle.

"...What did you say this hairstyle was called?" "Goddess braids! They're like box braids, but you have to crochet water wave extensions through the top of the braid." You show him a photo of the hairstyle and he damn near faints.

"...Yare yare. Why do you have to choose such complicated styles?"

"One thing I won't do is hear complaints from a man who didn't wash his hair for 50 days. Better start detangliinggggg..."

He sighs, chuckling a bit, then begins to do your hair.

Finishes relatively quickly and gives you the color of your choice. Buys you an extra large bonnet to keep the curls from getting too frizzy and gives you some silver and gold charms that match some of the charms on his hat. The braids could be better but for his first time doing braids they're pretty good. Overall, 7.5/10, especially for his patience! (still looks irritated about the amount of time it took though)

Kakyoin Noriaki

Very good with washing, detangling, and parting your hair. He does feel stuck about how many braids he has to do or how fast he has to do them. You simply tell him to take his time (but not too much time) and that you can tell him what to do.

"Okay, I'm starting the braids now."

"You said that 10 minutes ago."

"..." "I mean it this time."

Slightly hesitant about actually starting your hair, but he makes it work. Asks if you want to do light pink to match with him and gives you cherry-shaped charms. Also adds pink, red, and white beads to the ends of your braids because he saw someone do that once and thought they'd look cute on you. Overall, 8/10. The braids are pretty and he didn't take too long at all.

Looking in the mirror, you gasp as you look at your gorgeous new braids. "Oh my goshhh, Kakyoin. Have you done this before? You aren't walking around wearing box braids, right? These are so cute!"

He smiles, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. "I tried my best. I'm glad you like them."

idk when part 2 is coming out. maybe later today. hope you enjoyed this little fanfic or whatever, it took me a little while to write lol. feel free to send requests of what you'd like to see next!

#jotaro kujo x reader #kakyoin x reader #part 1 jojo #part 2 jojo #part 3 jojo #caesar zeppeli #joseph joestar #jonathan joestar x reader #reo speedwagon #speedwagon x reader #x black reader #x black gn reader #jjba x reader #x reader #x y/n #anime #self insert #aaaa #my fingers hurt

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wealllovemilo64 · 1 year

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Blog rules and stuff! (Masterlist in the making)

Will add more later!

What fandoms I will write for:

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure - Josuke Higashikata (DIU & JJL), Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar (young), Caesar Zeppeli, Jotaro Kujo, Jolyne Cujoh, Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, Enrico Pucci, Guida Mista, Narancia Ghirga

Demon Slayer - Muzan Kibutsuji, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Doma, Gyutaro, Obanai Iguro, Rengoku Kyojuro, Uzui Tengen, Mitsuri Kanroji, Gyomei (fluff), Giyuu Tomioka

My Hero Academia - Tenya lida, Kirishima Eijiro, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Shota Aizawa, Momo Yaoyorozu, Shigaraki Tomura

Haikyuu - Kenma Kozume, Toru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Koshi Sugawara, Kei Tsukishima, Tetsuro Kooru

FNAF - William Afton, Michael Afton

COD - Simon Riley, John Soap Mactavish

Genshin Impact - Kaveh, Kaeya, Albedo, Diluc, Xiao, Itto

(I promise there will be more once my lazy ass actually finishes animes and plays more games)

Relationship dynamics/readers I write for:

Dom/Top/Seme Male Reader x Sub/Uke/Bottom Character

Dom Male Reader x Power bottom Character

Dom male reader x Sub character x Sub!top character

Dom male reader x Sub character x Dom character (sub character will be the only one pounded/topped)

Black!top male reader (black male readers fr do not get enough love)

GN amab Reader x Character

GN reader x Character

Relationship dynamics/readers I will NOT write for at all:

Female reader

Sub male reader

Sub female reader

Dom female reader

Afab reader

FTM reader

Main kinks I do (feel free to ask about a kink if you’re not really sure, i’ll let you know if i’m comfortable with it!):

Praise kink

Daddy kink

Feminization kink

Breeding kink

Blood play

Bondage

Pet names

Semi-public

That’s all I have for now! Feel free to send in any requests (if I didn’t list a character that you want up there still feel free to ask about them!)!

#sub jjba #sub haikyuu #sub mha #sub cod #sub call of duty #sub demon slayer #x reader #x male reader #dom male reader #dom reader

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jirolcvr · 2 years

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ANIME RULES & LISTS ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

what i’ll write ~

boku no hero academia [m.list]

• pro heroes (shouta aizawa, hizashi yamada, toshinori yagi, enji todoroki, keigo takami, etc)

• class 1A (izuku midoryia, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, mina ashido, ochako uraraka, etc)

• class 1B (neito monoma, tetsutetsu tetsutetsu, itsuka kendo, yosetsu awase, etc)

• third years (mirio togata, nejire hado, tamaki amajiki)

• villains (dabi/touya todoroki, tomura shigaraki, himiko toga, etc)

sk8 the infinity ~ [m.list]

high school skaters (reki kyan, langa hasagawa, etc)

adult skaters (hiromi higa/shadow, kaoru sakurayashiki/cherry, kojiro nanjo/joe, ainosuke shindo/adam, etc)

younger skaters/additional (miya chinen, shokichi oka, tadashi kikuchi, etc)

haikyuu ~ [m.list]

karasuno (shoyo hinata, tobio kageyama, kei tsukishima, tadashi yamaguchi, etc)

nekoma (tetsuro kuroo, kozume kenma, yaku morisuke, haiba lev, etc)

aoba johsai (toru oikawa, issei matsukawa, hajime iwaizumi, kentarō kyōtani, etc)

fukurodani (kōtarō bokuto, keiji akaashi, etc)

shiratorizawa (wakatoshi ushijima, eita semi, satori tendō, tsutomu goshiki, etc)

inarzaki (shinsuke kita, atsumu miya, osaka miya, rintarō suna, etc)

additional (sakusa kiyoomi, keishin ukai, yuji terushima, etc)

jojo’s bizarre adventure ~ [m.list]

jojo’s (jonathan joestar, joseph joestar, jotaro kujo, josuke higashigata, giorno giovanna, jolyne kujo)

joe-bro’s (caesar zepelli, noriaki kakyoin, okuyasu nijimura, guido mista, ermes costello, etc)

villains (dio brando, pillar men, DIO, yoshikage kira, diavolo, vinegar doppio, etc)

additional fandoms ~

yuri on ice

danganronpa

assassination classroom

attack on titan

tokyo ghoul

ouran high school host club

pokémon

kakegurui

black butler

beastars

demon slayer

general rules ~

requests must include the character(s) you want, along with a small plot/idea of the oneshot you want.

i’m in high school and have other things going on other than writing, so please don’t send me asks asking if your request is done.

i’m not obligated to write every single request i receive. if it makes me uncomfortable or i just can’t write it, i won’t.

YES:

fluff

angst

semi-nsfw

platonic (family, friends, etc)

AU’s

dark content

poly relationships

any gender reader

any race reader

MAYBE:

nsfw

ships (no x reader)

NO:

romanticizing mental health issues (ex. everything gets solved by the readers partner)

heavy gore

pedophilia, zoophilia, homophobia, transphobia, racism, xenophobia, body-shaming, etc within the pairing

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alias-sam · 10 months

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Pierced by a Golden Soul

Chapter 12. Picture This

Platonic Jojo's x Reader

Summary: Fate is a bizarre concept with countless more bizarre implications. In life sometimes such extraordinary events happen that the only reasoning left must be fate. The tragedies that constantly befall the Joestar bloodline for example may be the unluckiest series of cards drawn in human history, or perhaps the work of a greater power. There is no way to tell for sure. Had Dio Brando or Jonathan Joestar moved slightly on a divergent path the world itself would be left very different. The fate or luck of the noble Joestar bloodline has led to destruction of evil likes of the Pillar Men and DIO. This story is of a similar caliber to that of the other Joestars (as I am sure you are familiar with them). This is a story of lost souls, compassion, hope, and above all fate.

Word Count: 1,877

(Crosspost from Wattpad, full fic is already posted there.)

You picked up the photo, peering into its darkened surface as an image slowly came into focus. It was.... you? The photo showed you sitting on the couch with Learco looking over your shoulder. You slowly turned your head to see the he was indeed right behind you. Honestly, you had forgotten he was even there. So, what was Hermit Purple trying to tell you? Learco hadn't seemed like much of a threat so far. Had you misjudged him?

Before you could make any kind of protest Jotaro took the photo from you. He stared at it confused before handing it back. Jotaro looked annoyed and perhaps a bit disappointed.

"It was a good try. You should go home kid, its getting late." Could he not...see what you were seeing? It somewhat made sense given neither Jotaro nor Joseph mentioned the anomaly in the picture.

"Can I keep this?" you asked, holding up the photo.

"Sure. Go ahead." Jotaro shrugged. You carefully folded it and slipped it in your pocket.

You thanked Jotaro and Mr. Joestar for their time before meeting Jaya back in the hallway.

"How'd it go?" She asked as you walked out of the room.

"I found out a whole lot of nothing." You took out the photo and handed it over to Jaya, "Can you see anything in this picture? Anything unusual?"

"It just looks like a picture of you with a black background." She said, handing the photo back.

"I was worried you'd say that." You mumbled, examining the photo and running your thumb over where Learco was. "I'm starting to think all this stuff is driving me crazy." You put the photo away again. "Maybe I'm just seeing things."

"I guess this is where we go into a life lesson about how 'you are the key to your own power'?" Jaya joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"I should probably focus on what happened with Tim today anyways." You sighed.

"There might not be any school tomorrow because of the electrical problems. What are you planning to do?"

"I'm not sure yet." You admitted as the two of you neared Jaya's flat.

"Let me know if I can help with anything." Jaya lightly pat your back. "Good luck Jojo."

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"Well that went just great, wouldn't you say so?" Learco griped as you walked home. Ignoring him, you thought about the photo again. You had given Learco the benefit of the doubt thus far, would he tell you more about himself if you asked? At the moment you were having trouble deciding if it was a mistake to let him stick around in the first place.

"Just give me the rundown on what happened with Tim earlier. You did see the whole thing, right?"

"Oh that. Like I said, it was pretty pitiful to watch. His stand doesn't look too tough, it wrapped itself around you. Once you were knocked out it started going around shocking everyone in sight. A little while later Timmy ran off somewhere." Learco explained as he lazily floated by your side.

"Timmy?" You asked, looking over to Learco, confused. "That's a rather....endearing nickname."

"It's not supposed to be." Learco rolled his eyes.

"Hang on." Finally you were putting two and two together. Blake and a few other people around school called Tim by that nickname. "You didn't bully him before, did you?"

"Call it whatever you want." Learco waved nonchalantly.

"So you did bully him." You stared at Learco in disappointment, but he avoided your gaze.

"You can't tell me he's not an easy target. I stopped messing with him because he's low hanging fruit." Learco gradually started moving ahead of you. It may have been your imagination, but it seemed like he wanted to brush past the topic.

"And you don't feel bad about that?" You continued, not entirely sure what you wanted Learco to admit. He glanced back at you for a moment, a glimmer of remorse behind his eyes.

"In between the two of us?" Learco turned away from you. "Maybe.... Maybe I regret it." His transparent shoulders sagged a bit as he kept moving ahead of you. There was definitely something lurking under Learco's surface that you hadn't noticed before. "Or maybe I don't." Learco's inflection sounded angry now. "Who knows." He spat. Whatever it was Learco was trying to cover up, it didn't seem he would share with you anytime soon. The more you spoke with Learco, the more confusing his character became.

You stopped for a moment, watching carefully as the ghost floated ahead. Perhaps at first you doubted your instinct that he wasn't a bad guy, but now you were starting to see Learco's true colors. You weren't going to try digging any further into Learco's problem for now, but you still needed to know about his relationship with Tim.

"Just out of curiosity." You ran to catch up with Learco. "What made Tim so...easy to hassle? Especially recently."

"Plenty of things. Guy's a complete weirdo. Always secretive, pompous, and quiet. He carries around a notebook like- religiously. I swear one time I saw that thing had a hit list in it or something."

"A notebook?"

"Oh, yeah. He didn't have it with him today..." You stopped in your tracks when the pieces came together in your head. "Which is actually pretty weird." Learco continued. "I don't think I've ever seen him without it..." He trailed off, watching curiously as you started running. "Hey! What's your hurry?!" He yelled, but you didn't slow down to answer. There were some scraps of paper sitting on your desk at home that you desperately needed to investigate. Learco didn't follow as you left.

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After giving your mother a very brief greeting, you made a beeline to your room. The other night when you saw Tim at the boardwalk you found several papers. You kept them out of curiosity but now you were realizing their importance. Carefully, you laid them out in front of you. They had been soaked so most were damaged beyond recognition, but there were a few that were salvageable. Spread across the pages you found lyrics, notes, poems, and other various small windows into a very creative mind. You knew Tim had a passion for music, but not like this. All of Tim's writing had a solemn and lonely undertone. Only now were you realizing that Tim's solitary personality may have been a result of other people's actions. After reading over a few more of the pages you came across one very different from the rest. It looked like a mix of a diary entry and poetry of some kind.

'Monsters. They pick and prod at my sides, leaving me defenseless at every turn. They're vultures, all of them. Every. Last. One. If I could do something, I would.

They steal, they lie, and worst of all, they pretend to care.

If just one person could show them, they aren't so high and mighty, maybe things would change. If I could steal what they love, like they did to me, I would.

I still can't believe they stole it, those brutes thew it into the janitor's cleaning cart. I had a year's worth of work in that book. I have this new one, but it isn't the same. It never will be.

I'll get my revenge, one way or another.'

Your eyes lingered on the message. Despite the exclusive use of pronouns, you were able to make some semblance of what was meant. Tim was planning something, even before he got his powers. You had a feeling it had to do with the football team. As cliché as it may seem, the sports players at your school were infamous for ganging up on other students. Of course, not all of them were bad, but even you had been harassed a few times. Football season was long over, so he couldn't be planning to sabotage a game or anything. Your school's team was one of the best in the county, in fact they won the championship earlier in the year. The different possibilities swirled around in your head before finally clicking together.

You ran to the phone in your living room.

"Hello?" A tired voice answered.

"I know where Tim's planning to be tomorrow."

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Blake awoke to the sound of running water. He turned slightly on the ragged old couch to face his newest 'friend'. Keicho Nijimira stood at a nearby sink, meticulously cleaning an arrow, polishing its golden surface to a spotless shine. The two of them, along with a few others, were staying in an abandoned and isolated house on the outskirts of town. It was the one place a bunch of teens could conduct themselves without anyone questioning it.

"Remind me again why you shot Buggles with that thing?" Blake groaned, turning on his side to better face Keicho. The older boy didn't turn from his work. Keicho continued scrubbing the arrowhead, despite there being no visible impurities on the metal's surface.

"The arrow seeks out those who have the potential to be stand users." Keicho answered. "It was drawn to that boy."

"Whatever man." Blake laid back down on the couch, closing his eyes to go back to sleep. "Just do your thing somewhere else." He yawned "I need my beauty rest."

"How is Mr. Buggles doing?" Keicho asked, either unaware or ignoring Blake's annoyed glare.

"Martez has been spying on him." Blake sat up on the couch. "Apparently ol' Timmy is just using his power to torment other students." Blake paused, thinking to himself for a moment before saying anything else. "Speaking of Blaze, what's his deal? All the guy's done since I met him is sulk."

"He's distraught over his younger brother being in the hospital. He's not usually so emotional. Not visibly anyways." Keicho sighed, picking up a dry rag and using it to further clear the mirror like surface of the arrow. "I'm not sure what Y/n Jones's power is, but it did a number on Learco."

"Is that why you're so scared of Y/n?" Blake stretched out on the couch, watching Keicho fiddle with the arrow. "They don't know their own power. They can't possibly be that much of a problem." Keicho went rigid at that comment, quickly turning to Blake.

"Listen here you little welp. I've been all across the world looking for powerful stand users." There was anger in Keicho's tone, but the slightest bit of desparation hidden in his eyes. "I refuse to let anyone get in my way. I refuse to let even the tiniest threat slip past me."

"Cool." Blake said, truly unimpressed. "That still doesn't explain your interest in Y/n."

"Are you questioning my judgment?" Keicho placed the arrow on a nearby counter.

"Less your judgement, more your motive." Blake tutted nonchalantly as he stood and sauntered up to Keicho. Both teens ignored the clanking of chains and pained moans as they emanated from the next room.

"My motive doesn't matter." Keicho sighed. "Anyways, what if I'm interested in yours. You couldn't say yes fast enough when I offered to elevate you from a simple answer sheet thief. Have anything to say about that?" Blake grazed his finger over the golden arrow's surface, leaving behind a long smudge. Blake discreetly smirked at Keicho's growl of disapproval.

"Oh nothing..." Blake chuckled; having Know Your Enemy make a copy of the arrow appear in his hand. "I just wanna have some fun."

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gothic-thoughts · 5 months

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Just Five Seconds of Focus

(realized i only have one smut of this adorable man. Finna rectify that rn 😌😌)

Part 2! Joseph Joestar x Black Fem Reader Fluff

ModernAU, CollegeAU, Tutor!Reader, Strangers2lovers

CW: studying with Jojo, kisses as motivation, biology facts(nerdshit fr)

TW: Might b corny asf but I thought it was cute 😭

Word Count: 1064 (give or take)

“Oh c’mon (Y/n)!”

Joseph Joestar, your classmate, was always a goofy, fun-loving guy. Unfortunately, that meant he hated any work that wasn’t fun, so studying with him for the upcoming biology test was torture. Eventually, you became fed up with his whining and bargaining, knowing you needed to make this study sesh into a game or something before you both failed.

“I said no. I am not failing cuz you wanna get a new high score.”

“Ugh... c’mon, I already know a lot of biology.” Joseph whined, “And we’ve been at this for hours.”

“No, you’ve been playing Mario Kart since we got back from class.”

“One more round won’t hurt!”

“It will cuz you obviously don't know how to stop.”

“I’ll stop myself after just one more round, I promise!” Joseph begged again, looking at you with puppy eyes.

“Hm, you still like me?”

Jojo went completely silent for a long moment as if he was trying to process your words.

“Now you’re shy? You was pretty shameless when you announced it last week.”

“Yeah, but this feels like a trick of some kind...”

“Just answer.”

"Maybe, what if I do?"

“Then how about for every question you get right I give you a kiss?”

Before you knew it, his Nintendo Switch was tossed up onto his bed and he was sitting right next to you, legs criss-crossed with the biggest smile on his face.

"What are we waiting for?!”

“All I did was blink...”

“First question!”

“You bein’ serious?”

"Yep! If each good answer equals one kiss, I'm gonna be the best damn student in the entire school! We’ll ace this test for sure!"

You blink at his sudden enthusiasm before picking up your textbook, quickly flipping through to the questions and randomly picking one.

“Ight, first one: what’s an animal cell?”

Joseph went silent, looking up to his right side before smiling. "That would be the one without the cell wall since it’s not a plant."

You look at the question again and shrug. “Works for me.”

Jojo smirked smugly, leaning over and presenting his cheek to you. Those pretty eyes shut as he waited, making you scoff and laugh in disbelief.

“I didn’t promise anything!”

“Come on, you know you want to~”

“Jojo.”

Rolling your eyes, you sigh before gently pecking his cheek, close enough to his lips to tease him a little, leaving a glossy kiss mark behind. He pouts a little, giving you a playful, knowing ‘look’.

"Aww, come on, a real kiss."

“Jojo--!”

“Just a quick one~!”

You laugh at him and place a soft kiss on his plump lips, making him chuckle.

"Next question~"

“Hm, where is the radius ulna located?”

"Easy," Jojo scoffed, "It’s your forearm. It’s the bone on the outer side of the forearm."

You lean over and give him another kiss on the lips, holding it for a little longer just to make the poor boy’s heart race. You quickly pull away and pick up the textbook again, flipping through it to find another question while he pouts about it.

“Okay... Why do blood cells need oxygen to survive?”

"Oxygen is also needed to make hemoglobin, the protein that helps carry oxygen. They need oxygen to move through the body and release energy.”

“See? This ain’t even that bad.”

"Ahem, aren't you forgetting something?"

“I'm not giving you a kiss for that, that was an easy one!”

“Tch, you’re the one that said every question.”

“....shit.”

Once you place a soft kiss on his lips, he sighs in relief and smiles again, sass completely gone.

“Ight, only a couple more; I don't wanna get lip gloss all over you.”

"Hey, you can get lip gloss all over me any time~" Joseph winks.

“Oh shush~” You whisper, “Now, how do you determine the age of an individual using their skull?”

"Hm, I see you're going for harder questions now. It's... it’s based on the degree of development of the top of the skull and the features of the bone itself. By studying the features and measurements, you can determine the estimated age of a person."

“Good.” Another kiss.

"Alright, hit me with another one!" He said between breathless giggles.

“One more.”

"Alright, but I want a long one this time."

You furrow your eyebrows. “A long one?”

"Mhm, a long, passionate one~"

Your eyebrows raise in realization. “I feel like my lips are gonna be dry at this rate.”

“I could keep them moist if you run out of lip gloss.”

“There’s that shamelessness from last week.”

"I’m just saying... as much as I love these little kisses, I wouldn't mind getting a more intense one soon."

“How intense are you thinking?”

“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Miss Teacher.”

“Hm... that means I'm gonna give you a good question. Why do eyes become red in camera flashes?”

Jojo thinks a second, tapping his chin before suddenly he snapped his fingers.

"It’s the...uh... it’s the red-eye effect.”

“Well, duh. I said why.”

“Cuz... of... the...”

“Guess no kiss--”

“Wait, no! It’s cuz of the way that the light bounces inside the eye. Yeah, that’s it; the flash causes reflections inside the retina-- which is red.”

“You’re shameless.”

“And eager.” He smiles widely, “So reward now... please?”

You lean in slowly just to watch him squirm in anticipation before you finally press your plump lips to his. He sighs softly as holding your face in his hands, making sure you can’t pull away like all the other times. He’s been wanting to taste you, to take that glossy lip sheen off, and feel your tongue like he’s been wanting for weeks.

He hums as he slides his tongue into your mouth, getting so carried away that he picks you up from your spot on the floor and sits you on his lap, keeping your hips close to his torso. His eagerness almost drives you to his point of aggressiveness and you fist the front of his crop top in a tight grip, pulling him impossibly closer. Joseph moaned loudly and placed one hand on the back of your neck while he wrapped the other around your waist. You suddenly became fully aware of the lack of air in your lungs and pulled back, panting lightly.

“Damn Jojo...”

“Oops.” He smiles.

“I might like you back at this rate.”

“You might? As if you don’t already~”

#x black fem reader #x black reader #black writers #black reader #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #black fem reader #joseph joestar x reader #joseph joestar #joseph jjba #jojo part 2 #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jojo bizarre adventure #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba part 2 #battle tendency

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aquietlifesblog · 1 year

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Hungry Eyes (Dio x F!Reader) 4/6

He’d met Lord Pendleton before—he’d come once to visit the Joestar estate. The man took one look at Dio and decided he wasn’t worth acknowledging.

Your features may have been darker, but you carried his face.

Dio Brando knows what it's like to be hungry, to reach for more in life. He can use your ambition to destroy the man who slighted him and discard you just as easily.

He never planned to like you.

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Note: Part of this story is directly taken from the JJBA Light Novel, 'Over Heaven.'

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Chapter 4: Erina's Interlude

Erina is old now, a few months past 81. Time took its toll on her features, and her body gave way to age. She lived an interesting life, a life filled with love, laughs, and paranormal tragedy. And yet, despite it all, she held very few regrets.

She wished she could have saved Jonathan, stopped George from running off to war, and shielded Joseph from the hardships he faced. Yet Joestar men had a propensity toward goodness, toward sacrifice, so she made peace with all those things. And while she could never truly make her peace with Dio, she made peace with the actions she took that night—her decision to save him.

It was dark, terribly dark. Thick plumes of smoke rose from the fire that engulfed the sinking ship. It was a terrible sound, the ship breaking and falling to pieces in the water, yet the light of that fire was a beacon in the darkness.

She opened the lid of the casket that sheltered her, eager for a breath of air. She kept herself low, away from the smoke that spread out overhead.

Elizabeth, she would go on to name the child, was crying, so she held the baby to her chest, turned her back to the roaring flames, and rocked her gently. Erina wished she had a bottle, something to soothe the child to sleep, but she had nothing but a song her nanny used to sing and her resolve to save the child. Her nanny had a beautiful voice, one much deeper than Erina's, but she sang the song anyway, sung louder than the fire's roar. Elizabeth cried and cried, but fell asleep after a while. So with shaking hands and tried eyes, Erina placed the baby on a bed of soft red pillows. She then shifted out her dress and slipped down into the black ocean. It was cold. Her bodice and petticoat grew heavy, weighed down by salt and water, but she kept true to her resolve.

There was a net floating in the distance. She noticed it as she sang and thought she could use it to catch some fish. She should have waited until morning, but she feared losing sight of it in the dark. Rubble from the boat floated aimlessly around her, bobbing up and down with the waves. Erina couldn't lose this opportunity. Those planks of wood and broken boxes helped her stay afloat as she kicked and paddled, fighting against the arc of the waves. Her teeth chattered. The icy water chilled her to the bone, but she kept moving. She had never been a strong swimmer; there was no reason for her to be. So when Erina finally made it, when she took the net into her hands and pulled against it roughly, she was out of breath and somewhat delirious.

But she saw something else there as well.

"Jonathan?" Her husband's body lay faced down in the water, his shirt singed, his collar bloody. "Jonathan!" She screamed and swam closer, trashing about till she made her way to him. He didn't respond, but she didn't expect him to. She waded through splintered crates and half-melted plastic, hoping she could reclaim the body. But what she discovered made her heart sink: Dio. She might have screamed, cried, or left him there to die. She might have begged God to take it all back and offered own her life in exchange for Jonathan's. She might have laid her head upon his chest and resolved to die alongside her husband for a second time. She might have held him till her strength gave way with the rising of the sun.

But she did none of those things. Though she was sickened at the sight of Dio's head crudely grafted onto her husband's body, Erina took hold of him. He was cold, rigid, and unmoving—but the body still pulsed with a strange form of life.

He was alive.

Careful to keep her grasp on the net, Erina Joestar used Jonathan's body as a flotation device, just as she did the wreckage. She kicked her feet and paddled toward the casket as fast as circumstances allowed.

Pulling herself inside was difficult enough, as she couldn't risk the casket turning over or tilting in a way that would harm the baby, she figured she could use Jonathan's body as leverage. She would climb on top of him and climb over the side more easily. Yet as she examined the casket, its polished finish and ornate design, she thought it was very strange. The bottom seemed far deeper than what the space above implied.

It was a casket made for two.

There was someone helping Dio, wasn't there? He had a loyal companion, did he not? Was it made for both to find refuge on this trip alone? Or was it meant to be used beyond the night?

Curious and hopeful, Erina clung to the side of the casket and moved her way around it. Slowly but surely, she searched for signs of a false bottom or something. What she found was a small latch, one that enabled the opening of a secret compartment, a shelf. Coming back to the other side, Erina took hold of Jonathan's body and pulled it along the casket. Though pushing him in was no easy feat, Erina managed to fit him inside despite her labored breaths and trembling hands. She then used the shelf as a stair to climb over the side of the casket and froze.

Elizabeth squirmed and cooed but continued sleeping soundly, wrapped in her blankets and Erina's own dress. Satisfied, the widow then took a moment to breathe, to rub her hands against the soft lining of the casket in a weak attempt to create some warmth.

The ship was more than halfway gone and soon there would be nothing but darkness. She had to say goodbye. So, after a moment, Erina peered over the side of the casket.

But before she pushed the shelf closed, before she laid her husband down to rest, she took one final look at Dio’s face. And for the first time, she thought he looked tranquil.

"Dio. Can you hear me, Dio?" He showed no signs of consciousness. "If I had been born poor, I may have done the same thing. I may have had the same ambitious heart and strayed from the path of humanity if given the chance to do so." She thought about her sister then, thought about you and your cold hands, sharp fingernails, and the way your eyes seemed so clear to her even in the darkness. She realized then what it was you had become; you were the same sort of being as Dio, a creature of the night.

Sometime after her Mother's funeral, Erina learned the latest gossip. She heard you'd been seen with Dio once or twice. Most assumed he was acting the part of a gentleman by showing kindness to a humble maid. But Erina wasn't sure that was the case. She intended to warn you of his early evils, to ask you to keep your distance for your own sake. She knew the way noblemen viewed housemaids, as easy women to lord their power over, and she didn't want your heart broken or reputation sullied. But he managed to impress everyone around him, and common rumors claimed he'd grown into a fine, upstanding gentleman. And, perhaps even more important, she heard he and Jonathan were friends.

She'd been gone for over seven years at that point. It would be wrong to judge him unfairly. And it wasn't until later that she learned of his obsession with image, that he wanted to climb higher and stand alone on top of the world.

He never could have taken you as his wife, not as the maid you were. Is that why he shared his power with you? To make you something of an equal? Were you meant to be the second occupant of the coffin? Was it love that led him to do this? Or was her thinking too romantic?

Yet, when she saw you that night, it was hard not to think you'd been swept off your feet.

You were dressed so finely, almost like a queen. Your red dress was perfectly fitted and your jewelry sparkled in the dark. She assumed you found a wealthy husband, that you returned to the Pendleton estate to reveal your triumph or contemplate your humble beginnings. But if you were the same as Dio, were you there to kill her instead? And if so, why didn't you?

Erina looked down at Dio with a sigh. He was in no position to answer.

"Jonathan's body belongs to you. Now, you truly are a member of the Joestar family. Please let their noble spirits guide you." She touched his neck, the ugly scar his actions left behind. "Please rest with my husband at the bottom of the ocean. Sleep soundly. I don't know if it will be in five or fifty or five hundred years; but someday, please give up your evil ways and become a good person." And if you still lived, if you found a way to live in peace with the rest of the world, if you took no actions that would draw the attention of the monks, perhaps Dio would find you when he woke. Perhaps the world would be better. Perhaps you would find happiness together.

Erina pulled the shelf shut, laying Jonathan and Dio to rest.

And when a rescue boat came a few days later, she asked the fishermen to weigh down the casket; she watched it sink.

***

It was the right thing to do, she always reasoned. Dio wasn't born evil—so he was capable of change. She hoped he would make the choice to do so, someday.

She never told Robert, Straizo, or the other monks. She never told George, Elizabeth, or Joseph. 'But it's time to tell the truth to someone,' she thought, meeting your gaze from across the room. The wind rattled the trees outside and shook the window violently. There was a terrible draft, but you stood undisturbed by the window, eyes glowing in the dark. You wore your pendant on a chain around your neck and dressed fashionably in red.

"You've returned," Erina smiled. "I always hoped you would."

You didn't move. You didn't speak. She shifted slowly, turning to gaze up at the ceiling. Was she dreaming? Were you truly there? Or were you a ghost, a specter haunting her final days?

"...I should tell you about Dio, shouldn't I?" she continued, her voice thin and raspy with the weight of age. "He rests at the bottom of the Atlantic, placed in a coffin of his own making. I made sure of that."

Again, you said nothing, and it was quiet for a long time. She turned her head to see you, but you were gone. Your body vanished, but Erina could feel you watching.

"I understand what you thought you needed to do. I only wish things turned out differently," she rambled, eyes growing heavy with sleep. "If things were different, if we were born in an era where the trappings of status and nobility no longer mattered, or if father claimed you as his daughter… could we have been true sisters?" She always felt she never did enough, never tried hard enough to find you.

It was quiet still, and the light of the moon shone brightly through the window.

Perhaps it was just her imagination; perhaps you were never truly there. It wouldn't be unheard of, the mind conjuring images of those who could absolve you of guilt. She shut her eyes, ready to embrace the soft lull of sleep.

"...rest now, Erina." Your voice spoke above her head. "Summon those who love you in the morning," the cold press of your hand felt heavy on her forehead. "...go easy into the next world knowing my grudge was never with you. I hold no grievance toward the family you made… find peace in that."

That was the last she would ever see of you, and it was enough. Even if it was just a dream, even if you were only a vision, she found peace with you.

And thus, Erina Pendleton passed away at the age of 81, surrounded by the friends and family who loved her.

And you, her sister, the last of the Pendletons weren't far away. You leaned against the aging stone of your family's estate, a red umbrella shielding you from the evening rain.

Yes, your grudge was never with Erina, so you felt nothing for the family she left behind. You would make no move to harm or help them lest they interfered in your quiet life.

So, when news broke of a casket being found at sea 33 years later, you felt no need to warn them of the danger ahead.

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kakyoinscheryblush · 2 years

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Once upon an lost island [Joseph Joestar x reader]

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Chapter five, Nights in New York

“MS. L/N AND MR. JOESTAR! WAKE THE FUCK UP!”

Penny roared as she kicked open the bedroom doors and ran inside. Behind her rused a blonde man, who was out of breath, clad in black trousers and a white dress shirt. “-Ms. Adams, I think you should’ve been more careful-”

“The fuck I’m going to be careful! We almost lost our friends! And here they are, sleeping like logs!” Penny exclaimed as she rushed to Y/n and frantically started to shake her.

“Ms. L/n! Please wake up! Now !” Penny shouted.

The blonde man rushed to Penny and tore her off Y/n, “God dammit, woman! Calm down! Don’t you see that signorina has wounds on her arms!?” he exclaimed as he saw the markings on Y/n’s arms.

Y/n opened her eyes in panic as she frantically looked around herself, “Penny!? What- Where am I- Who is that!?” she shouted as she pointed at the green eyes man in panic.

He sighed as he glanced at still snoring Joseph.

“Ms. L/n, I’m Joseph Joestar’s personal assistant, Caesar Zeppeli. Ms. Adams called me in an emergency after she found out about your whereabouts.” Caesar explained in a calm voice, which made Y/n relax and looked at Joseph.

She sighed as she slapped her forehead, “This is giving me deja vu…” she mumbled as she flicked Joseph’s head and smiled, “Wake up, JoJo… Your assistant is here.”. Joseph groaned as he stirred in his bed and opened his eyes.

“Ngh… Tell him I'm busy, love…” Joseph muttered into his pillow and Caesar rolled his eyes and walked up to him and pulled him up by his ear.

“That’s enough, Joseph! Look at you! You’re full of dirt and dried up blood! The only thing you’ll be busy with is the long ass shower you’re going to take!” Caesar snapped as he pulled Joseph out of his bed and dragged him to the bathroom and slammed the doors closed.

Y/n and Penny only looked at Caesar with wide eyes as they heard Joseph’s muffled protests through the closed doors.

Caesar noticed the weird glances he was getting and coughed a little, “Do not worry, I’ve had to deal with this kind of situation numeros times.” he said as he nodded his head.

“This will… take a while, so I advise you two to head home and we’ll meet you at the Speedwagon A.C.. Does that sound alright?” Caesar said while sighing. Y/n, who was still in Joseph's bed, nodded her head and slowly got up.

“It’s fine, I have to tidy myself up too…” Y/n laughed as she showed her bandaged arms. Penny and Y/n bid their goodbyes and walked out of Joseph’s building and into Penny’s car.

“Ms. L/n… Next time you arrive from an expedition do call me or something! Do you know how worried I was for you!?” Penny exclaimed as she started the engine of her car and took off into the direction of the Speedwagon A.C..

Y/n only listened to Penny's ranting as she looked at her and nodded. After a few more minutes Penny exclaimed and rolled down her windows and exhaled deeply.

“You’re done?” Y/n asked softly and Penny nodded her head quietly.

“I know I should’ve contacted you, but I was just too tired to do anything… I almost got sacrificed to Aztec gods for goodness’ sake!” Y/n laughed as she tried to ease up the tension inside the car.

Penny jokingly rolled her eyes, “Well, if this happens again, I will sacrifice you.” she started to laugh hysterically at her joke and Y/n looked at her with a flabbergasted expression.

The shorter woman noticed her boss looking distressed and stopped laughing, “Ahem- I was only joking-” Penny coughed as she focused on the road ahead of her.

Y/n smiled as she patted Penny’s shoulder, “Do not worry, I like this side of you much more.” she said warmly.

Once they arrived at the Speedwagon A.C. Y/n took a shower and got dressed in a plain black shirt with the logo of the agency on the back with some dark blue jeans and black shoes.

As she was tidying up her office with Penny in peace and quiet she was interrupted by a series of knocks.

“Penny, can you open the-” Y/n began but her doors were slammed open, “Nevermind…” she mumbled as she looked at the entrance of her office.

There was Joseph, in his usual crop top and dark blue jeans, Caesar in his white dress shirt and black trousers and Speedwagon in his suit with a small black box in his hands.

“Before we get into anything, I would like to apologise from the bottom of my heart for putting you two in such a dangerous situation. I understand if you would like to take a break from any new expeditions in the meantime.” Speedwagon apologised with a heavy sigh.

Y/n and Joseph looked at each other and then at Speedwagon, “It’s alright, Mr. Speedwagon. There was no way that you would have known Kars’ true intentions on going on this expedition.” Y/n said as she glanced at Joseph to continue.

“Come on, Speedwagon! Don’t beat yourself up for this! Y/n has a point, you couldn’t have known that Kars is descendant of the people that have lived on the island. And while we’re talking about Kars, how did the Commission handle this? Especially Dr. Jenkins?” Joseph asked in curiosity.

Speedwagon put the black box onto the table and sighed, “They’re in a mess, Dr. Jenkins the most. His death shook the archeology world grately, but some other stuff also came out.” he said as he bit his lip.

The others looked at each other, wanting for Speedwagon to continue.

“While Dr. Jenkins was being interviewed, a reporter asked a question about the Sci-Dispatch Press possibly smuggling the artefacts and does Kars have anything to do with this. Dr. Jenkins was already in a bad mood but this made him snap and he shouted at the reporter that, what if they did? This shouldn’t be a primary concern of this press.” Speedwagon said as he crossed his arms.

Everyone’s eyes went wide as their mouths hung open.

Y/n remembered the first time she talked to her chauffeur, Tony Castellano.

“The Sci-Dispatch Press facility…?” he mumbled to himself as he started the car.

Y/n stayed quiet as she swiftly stuffed the magazine cover into the pocket of her black blazer. The driver started driving and noticed Y/n fidgeting a bit, “You ok over there, champ?” he asked as he looked at her through the rearview mirror.

She looked up into his eyes in the mirror and bit her lip anxiously, “Not really… There is a big press conference that I have to attend and I’m starting to think that I won’t be able to do it…” she admitted in defeat.

“The Sci-Dispatch Press doesn’t like weaklings like you, buster. Let me tell you that… I hear a lot of nasty shit that they do behind the scenes…” He muttered as he opened a piece of bubble gum and popped it into his mouth.

“Want some?” he asked as he outstretched his hand and offered her a pack of pink bubble gum. “No thank you sir…” Y/n replied politely. “More for me… By the way, the name’s Tony Castellano…” Tony introduced himself.

“I’m Y/n L/n, nice to meet you sir.” Y/n said to the older man. “If you don’t mind me asking, what kind of ‘nasty shit’ did you hear that the Sci-Dispatch Press does?” Y/n peered over to the limo driver who loudly chewed the pink bubble gum.

Tony laughed snarky, “Cara mia, you sure ask a lot of questions… But alright… I overheard that the Sci-Dispatch Press is helping with multiple artefact smuggling from all across the world. Not sure if it’s true, but you didn’t hear this from me, capish?” Tony warned the e/c colored woman her eyes widened in shock.

Now it all made sense! Dr. Jenkins was the one that used Kars to find the artefacts and smuggle them around the world to sell them. He probably promised Kars that he will help him find his lost family, but in return he had to find the ‘clues’ that will help him in doing so.

If it weren’t for Dr. Jenkins, Kars would've been a lesser known archeologist, but would he turn out the way he did now? Probably yes.

Y/n sighed as she remembered the events that happened at the island and walked up to her desk, “He was unfortunately a victim of someone else's greed… All he truly wanted to know was his true heritage but Dr. Jenkins used him to find him the artefacts he would later sell to other people.” she said with a bit of sympathy in her voice.

Penny and Caesar, seeing that this was more of a discussion for the three of them, decided to slowly and quietly exit Y/n’s huge office and leave them alone to talk.

“You have a point Y/n, but what’s done cannot be undone. You have to understand that.” Speedwagon said as he opened the small black box, revealing the Red Stone of Aja placed on a velvet red cushion, reflecting the warm sunlight.

Speedwagon smiled, “Besides the pictures you took, this was an astonishing find that was thoroughly looked in the laboratory yesterday night… And the pictures of your scars and the notes you took, I think that you proved your devotion to this agency and I think that you have a great potential to become a great expeditioner.” Speedwagon said with a warm smile as he praised Y/n.

“I… Thank you Mr. Speedwagon. I truly appreciate your kind words.” Y/n said gratefully to his praise.

Speedwagon looked at Joseph and saw him smiling at Y/n as a slight red tint appeared on his cheeks.

“Of course I can’t forget you, dear Joseph! I didn’t expect anything else from you on this expedition! But now, I must go back to my office and look at the notes and pictures that Y/n left for us. Goodbye you two!” Speedwagon closed the small box and walked out of Y/n’s office, leaving Joseph and her all alone.

A quiet moment passed and Joseph walked to Y/n and stood extremely close to her.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she looked into his bright green eyes in surprise.

Joseph slowly moved his index finger and lifted her chin a bit higher, “You know… To apologise for almost crashing us with a plane… Would you like to go on a date with me?” he whispered slowly.

Y/n’s cheeks flared up, “Oh- Really? When-” she barely squeaked out. Joseph laughed at her embarrassed expression, “How about 7 p.m.? I’ll pick you up at your building.” he winked and kissed her cheek quickly and walked out of her office.

The h/c haired archeologist stood frozen with a flabbergasted expression on her face as she touched her cheek gently and sighed, “This really happened…?” she mumbled out as she gripped her table.

After notifying Penny about what just happened, she went crazy.

“OH MY GOD! IT’S TIME TO GET YOU ALL DOLLED UP!” Penny roared as she pulled Y/n out of her office, down to the building and into her car.

“Good God, Penny calm down! The world won’t end if you slow down!” Y/n exclaimed as she gripped her seat as Penny speeded through the busy New York traffic.

As they arrived at Y/n’s apartment, Penny pushed Y/n into her bathroom and went to pick out an outfit.

She chose a plain knee length black dress with a pair of black flats and a small pearl necklace.

“What do you say, Ms. L/n?” Penny asked as she showed the outfit in her arms. “It’s perfect! Thank you so much!” Y/n smiled as she took the clothes and closed the bathroom doors.

After 15 minutes Y/n walked out and Penny grinned, “Looking stunning as usual I see, Ms. L/n! Now let’s get your hair and make up done!” Penny exclaimed as she opened up Y/n’s make up bag and took out all the products and brushes out.

As Penny finished applying make-up on her face, Y/n was touching up her hair in the bathroom while Penny went into the kitchen and decided to make herself something to eat.

“Alright, Penny! I’m going out… Wish me luck…” Y/n said nervously as she grabbed her purse and walked to the doors.

“I’m wishing you luck from the kitchen, Y/n!” Penny shouted with her mouth full of food.

Y/n laughed as she opened the doors, walked out and closed them.

As she walked out of her building, she was met with grinning Joseph standing on the pavement with a black vest, white dress shirt and black trousers. And his hair was a bit combed out.

His smirk disappeared the moment he laid his eyes on Y/n, “U-Uh… Hi, my dear. You look absolutely lovely…” he gulped down as he re-adjusted the collar of his dress shirt.

“Thank you, Joseph, you too look stunning…” Y/n replied, equally nervous.

Joseph stood there for a few seconds until he cursed under his breath, “God dammit! The doors!” he whisper-shouted as he walked to a black limo and opened the doors.

“Here you go, dear.” Joseph laughed as his cheeks flared up in embarrassment.

Y/n smiled and entered the limousine and was greeted by Joseph's chauffeur, Henry.

“You know the route, Henry.” Joseph said with a smirk and Henry nodded his head.

“Don’t mind me asking, Joseph, but where are we going?” Y/n asked curiously.

Joseph turned to her and shrugged his shoulders, “You’ll see my dear… But do continue to call me Joseph, it’s much more better than Mr. Joestar.” he laughed as he winked at her.

She didn’t even realise that she stopped calling him ‘Mr. Joestar’ until now…

“Oh- I’m glad to hear that then…” Y/n smiled as she looked out of the window to see them slowing down.

“Mr. Joestar, we’re here.” Henry said and Joseph grinned, “Excellent! Thank you, Henry!” He thanked his chauffeur, grabbed Y/n’s hand and exited the car.

Y/n looked around and in front of her stood a fancy restaurant with a red carpet and flashy decorations.

“Well? What do you think?” Joseph asked as he let go of her hand and suddenly put his arm around her waist.

Y/n’s eyes widened at the beautifully decorated restaurant and grinned, “It’s- It’s beautiful!” she said with excitement.

“I’m glad you think so, my dear! Now let’s go in!” Joseph exclaimed and they both walked inside.

They stopped in front of an older man with a big black leather book on the desk. “Good evening, sir. Reservation for Joseph Joestar.” Joseph said politely.

The man smiled and checked the list of many names and checked Joseph's name on the list.

“Let me escort you to the table, sir and ma’am.” the man said as he got up and started to walk deeper into the restaurant.

He guided them to a table with two chairs and motioned for them to sit on them.

“Your waiter will shortly be with you.” the man nodded his head and walked away.

Y/n looked around the restaurant, “You go here often?” she asked Joseph with a raised eyebrow.

Joseph chuckled at her question, “From time to time I like to have my favourite pasta dish here. And you won't believe me, but this is the same place I met my assistant Caesar!” he sniggered.

“Really? I hope you didn’t try to crash him with a plane or something.” Y/n laughed and Joseph huffed in embarrassment.

“Hey now! It was only three times, alright?” he tried to stop Y/n from laughing but only made her laugh even more.

“A-Alright- I’ll stop-” Y/n wheezed out as she calmed down. Joseph sighed in relief and noticed the waiter coming their way.

“Good evening! I’ll be your server for today. Here are the menus.” The waiter said as he handed Y/n and Joseph the menus and they both looked through them.

“I’ll have (food of choice) and (drink of choice).” Y/n said as she handed the menu to the waiter. He nodded his head and looked at Joseph.

“And you sir, I presume you’ll have spaghetti di nero al seppia and red wine?” the waiter asked and Joseph smirked.

“You got it right, sir!” he laughed as he handed the menu to him and the waiter who walked away.

Y/n looked at Joseph in confusion, “You order that every time you go here?” she asked in puzzlement.

Joseph nodded his head and smirked, “Yes! It’s the best dish I have ever had! Besides granny Erina’s cooking of course.” he said with pride in his voice.

“Well, when we go there next time, I’ll make sure to try it out.” Y/n said with a smile.

After some time and chatting, their food arrived and they ate in peace with a few occasional questions.

As they finished, Joseph paid for the food and they walked out of the restaurant.

“Good God, I think I’m about to explode…” Y/n sighed as she shook her head. The food was absolutely magnificent and she thought she would pass out at the moment.

Joseph laughed and grabbed her hand, “Don’t pass out on me now, love. I have another surprise! Follow me…” he said quietly as they rushed through the busy streets until they reached a small half empty park.

It was illuminated by the setting sun and it had a pond with ducks and fishes inside. Across it was a small wooden bridge decorated with flower vines.

“This is the place I like to go with granny Erina when I’m not on expeditions or doing paperwork…” Joseph said as a small smile appeared on his face.

Y/n turned to him and saw the orange glow casted across his face, which made his green eyes sparkle in the warm sunlight.

Y/n laughed as her cheeks flared up, “Well, I hope that one day I get the chance to meet her.” she said as she averted her gaze from Joseph.

“Do not worry, love! She will absolutely adore you, I can promise you that!” Joseph gushed as he grabbed Y/n’s hand and walked her to the bridge.

Y/n looked down and saw a family of ducks calmly swimming in the pond. “Look at them, Joseph!” Y/n pointed at the duck and Joseph smiled, “Wait, dear! I came prepared!” Joseph exclaimed as he reached into his vest pocket and pulled bird seeds out of it.

“I- You had that in your pocket this whole time?” Y/n asked as she looked at the fistfull of the bird seeds in Joseph’s hand.

“Well of course I did! As I said, I came prepared!” Joseph said with pride lacing his voice.

The e/c eyed archeologist sniggered as she took some of the seend out of his hand and threw them to the ducks happily ate them.

After a few minutes of laughing and giggling, they were out of bird seeds.

“I think we fed them for a whole week…” Y/n giggled as she dusted off her hands and looked at the happy ducks swimming in the pond. Joseph nodded and scooted closer to her.

He quietly nodded as his expression changed to a nervous one.

Y/n noticed his lack of response and looked up to him, “Are you alright, Joseph?” she asked the green-eyed adventurer.

He slightly cleared his throat and nervously smiled. Y/n nodded, still unconvinced and continued to look at the sun's reflection in the lake.

After few quiet moments Joseph’s voice rang out.

"Y-You know… I had a really good time with you Yn..." Joseph murmured as he looked down at the h/c haired woman.

She looked at him with a slightly surprised expression, but let him continue.

"I didn’t really have a proper chance to do this before, and I really think that this is the perfect moment to do so…" Joseph murmured as he leaned in closer to Y/n and looked into her widened eyes.

He smiled as he put his thumb on her cheek and softly held it as he leaned in closer and put his lips softly against hers.

His other hand wrapped around her waist and brought her closer to him.

After a few moments they pulled apart and Y/n breathed out, “I… I have no words…” she whispered as her cheeks warmed up.

Joseph pulled away his hand from her cheek and placed it around her waist so he was fully holding her.

“My dear, there is no need for words now…” he muttered as he kissed her once again, but this time more slowly.

Once they pulled apart he took her hand and they both leaned against the bridge to look at the setting sun.

"I can't wait to see where the next adventure will bring us..." Y/n said as she glanced at Joseph and smiled sincerely.

He looked at her and softly squeezed her hand in his as they continued to gaze at the orange lit horizont.

Bonus scene…

*Five years later*

The cathedral bells rang and the summer sun shone inside the colourful windows. The atmosphere was lively and exciting.

Because on this fateful day, Joseph Joestar and Y/n L/n have finally decided to marry each other.

Joseph nervously looked at the cathedral entrance and fiddled with his fingers.

Speedwagon only smiled at him and nodded his head signalling it will all be alright. Erina brought a handkerchief to her eye and sighed shakily, “I cannot believe my boy grew up so fast…” she whispered as he looked at Joseph dressed in a black tuxedo with a small white rose being placed in his breast pocket.

There weren’t many people. Just some of Y/n’s family, Penny, Caesar, Speedwagon and Erina.

All of a sudden the piano music started and Joseph fixed up his posture and looked at the entrance in anxiety.

The priest who was standing at the altar chuckled at Joseph, “Don’t worry, young man… Just smile…” he whispered to Joseph.

After a few seconds Y/n slowly walked in with her grandfather with their hands looped around each other.

Joseph’s jaw dropped to the floor as he saw Y/n smiling at him brightly in her wedding dress as she was holding a small bouquet of flowers. The dress fit her so perfectly that he thought he saw an angel.

As she approached him, her grandfather kissed her cheek and sat down next to her grandmother.

The priest smiled at Y/n and Joseph and started to talk. “Welcome, loved ones. We are gathered here today to join Joseph and Y/n in holy matrimony. Now you may say the vows, Mr. Joestar.” the priest said. Joseph nervously cleared his throat as he peeked inside his palm only to see black marker smudges.

“I guess I’m going to improvise on this one… But here I go…” Joseph sighed but continued, “Y/n, I promise to cherish you always, to honour and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, and to be true to you in all things until death alone shall part us.” he said with calm voice.

Y/n smiled warmly at Joseph and nodded her head, making Joseph less nervous. “You may say your vows, Ms. L/n.” The priest said.

“Joseph, I promise to cherish and protect you in all the hardships we may face. In sickness and health, in poverty and in wealth, I promise to be truthful to you in all things until death parts us away…” she said slowly and Joseph nodded his head with a nervous smile.

The priest smiled at the couple and continued with the ceremony.

"Do you, Y/ L/n, take Joseph Joestar as your husband, to love him, to honour him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" asked the priest.

"I do." Y/n says softly as she smiled at quivering Joseph.

The priest turned to Joseph, "Do you, Joseph Joestar, take Y/n L/n as your wife, to love her, to honour her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" asked the priest once again.

"I... I-I do... " Joseph replied, hia eyes watering slightly.

The priest smiled, "I give you this ring as a token and pledge of our constant faith and abiding love." he said as he took out a plush pillow with two rings on it.

Y/n took Joseph's ring and gently put it on his finger. Joseph slightly fumbled with his, but successfully put it on Y/n's finger.

"Now... You may kiss the bride." the priest announced and Joseph softly placed his hand on Y/n's cheeks and placed his lips on hers.

Wild cheers erupted inside the chapel as Erina and Speedwagon smiled at each other warmly and Penny sobbed their eyes out while Caesar stood behind her, patting her back trying to comfort her.

Joseph and Y/n pulled apart and smiled at each other.

"Welcome to the family, Mrs. Joestar..." Joseph mumbled as he hugged Y/n and kissed the top of her hair.

Who would've thought one expedition to a lost island would bring two people much closer than they had ever expected?

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